In the morning.
The sunlight was as clear as gold, shining on the spacious and clean marble floor of the Aida Building, reflecting light. The surrounding flowerbeds were neatly trimmed, the green leaves and petals still hung with water droplets, sparkling in the sunlight.
Downstairs, the manager of the administration department stood at the entrance of the building with a group of staff representatives, holding flowers in their hands and wearing formal suits, looking up.
Upstairs, behind almost every window and behind the blinds, there were people looking out from time to time.
The two young girls in the general manager's office, of course, couldn't sit still, looking out the whole morning. They were also quietly guessing who the second son of the group, who had never appeared in front of the public, was.
Lin Qian was also a little excited by their talk, subconsciously looking out the window.
Finally, the scheduled ten o 'clock in the morning arrived.
Several black cars lined up on the highway. Gu Yanzhi's Cadillac was in the lead, followed by an Audi. They drove straight into the group and parked neatly at the bottom of the building.
The two girls stared at him with their eyes wide open. Lin Qian rested her chin on her hand, also watching the movement below.
Soon, all the people got out of the cars, all the department managers. Gu Yanzhi also got out of the passenger seat of the Cadillac, wearing a well-ironed suit.
Then, a manager came forward and respectfully opened the back door.
"He" also got out.
A pure black suit, white shirt, and dark shiny leather shoes. The young man had short black hair, tall and eye-catching in the crowd.
Gu Yanzhi personally led the department managers, surrounding him, and walked to the entrance of the building. After a short hubbub, it was quiet again, they had already taken the elevator to the top floor.
Lin Qian still had a lot of work to do today.
The press conference was over, but she still needed to pay close attention to the situation of her competitors.
New Bori was indeed the leader in the industry, their response was faster than expected. They had announced early in the morning that they would hold a press conference in the evening. SMQ was keeping quiet for now, and it was said that Chen Zheng would soon make a statement …
The news about the "Aida press conference" had risen to the top of the industry overnight. There were also negative comments, accusing Aida of putting on a show. But this was only a small minority, it could not be ruled out that it was done by competitors. The mainstream media and the Internet were all full of praise.
Lin Qian estimated that this incident would make Aida's declining sales a little better.
But it was really only a little.
The business myth that a successful public relations crisis could turn the company around completely would not appear.
"Lin Qian." The girl called Song Xianxian turned to look at her from her seat. "I heard that the new boss is talking to all the department heads."
Another girl named Yang Xiru added, "Yeah, Sister Lin Qian, you might be invited later."
The pen in Lin Qian's hand paused on the paper. She looked up at them with a smile. "Well, let's see how it goes. We'll wait for the leader's call."
Song Xianxian and Yang Xiru nodded with a smile.
In fact, from the day Lin Qian started working, the two of them had been following her lead. Lin Qian looked at their expectant eyes and could actually understand how they were feeling. Newcomers who had just graduated from the workplace were clueless about everything and desperately hoped that someone would guide them. She had experienced the same thing in the past.
Ever since she was released from the task force, they had basically treated her as their superior. They reported everything to her and shared the workload with her. Seeing their eagerness, Lin Qian's heart softened a little and she enjoyed it a little. So she let nature take its course and tried her best to lead them first. Although she only had three years of work experience, she thought she could still manage the two young girls who had just graduated.
But now that they were talking about the new boss, Lin Qian, who had been concentrating on her work, was a little distracted again.
As she was distracted, she naturally thought of last night.
Sigh, last night.
After receiving the call from Lin Mochen last night, Lin Qian was lying on Li Zhicheng's back. She felt that there was only one sound in the world — her heartbeat.
"Put me down," she said.
The rumored boss stopped in his tracks. He let go of her and let her slowly slide down from his back. Then he straightened his back.
She immediately took a step to the side, keeping a suitable and polite distance from him.
Under the dim streetlight, he looked down at her. His neat black coat made his broad shoulders and narrow waist look even more slender. His handsome face was cold and his dark eyes were calm.
Lin Qian didn't know what to say.
But he opened his mouth, still in a cold voice.
"Why …" he said unhurriedly, "don't you need to carry me anymore?"
Lin Qian's mind was slightly buzzing.
He asked why. He actually asked why she didn't let him carry me anymore.
Damn it, was he used to being a good Samaritan as a soldier, so he didn't understand why a commoner like her would refuse? Or did he hear the phone call just now and as the boss, he was testing how much she knew?
Looking at his dark eyes, Lin Qian felt that she couldn't see through him.
"Because … I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. My wound doesn't hurt much anymore, so I won't bother you." Lin Qian found a superficial excuse and gave him a completely impeccable sweet smile. "Why don't you go back and rest first?"
Hmm … the wording was perfect. Whether he was a security guard or a boss, it made sense.
He stared at her calmly.
"Okay." He put his hands in his coat pockets. "See you tomorrow."
Lin Qian kept smiling. "See you tomorrow."
He turned around and strode forward. His cold and quiet demeanor and aura were still present as he walked back the way he came. Lin Qian looked at his back with a smile on her face. She suddenly froze.
Did he just say "see you tomorrow"?
They didn't see each other every day before. Was he just saying it out of courtesy or did he mean something else?
Lin Qian stood there, her mind in a mess again.
She felt that she must have been overthinking. She was a little nervous by the fact that "silent and unsociable military security guard" was "the son of a prince" and "the new CEO." He didn't mean anything else.
But she received the news as soon as she came to work today. Not only her, but all the employees in all departments received the news that the new CEO would be arriving soon. Get ready to welcome him.
See you tomorrow. Really see you tomorrow. The boss was telling the truth. He said hello to her openly.
…
"The new CEO is so ostentatious." Song Xianxian was still exclaiming about the grand occasion.
Yang Xiru also said, "Yeah, it feels so cool."
Lin Qian listened and thought, Of course it has to be ostentatious. If it were me, I would have arranged it that way. Now that the company was on the verge of collapse, the more critical the crisis, the more the leader had to be able to control the situation. That was the only way to give the employees confidence.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the night when Li Zhicheng was eating sweet potatoes in front of her. He was tall, wore a baseball cap, had a quiet expression, and had a well-defined jaw as he chewed.
Obviously, he wasn't someone who would put on airs. At most, he was a little cold to people.
But now, no matter what kind of person he was, he had been put on the highest position for all the people in Aida to look up to.
She also had to look up to him.
In the evening, after all the department heads had been interviewed, the phone on Lin Qian's desk finally rang.
It was Gu Yanzhi's secretary. Li Zhicheng didn't have a secretary yet.
"Assistant Lin, Mr. Li wants to see you."
Once again stepping onto the top floor of the executive office, Lin Qian's heart was thumping. She was a little excited.
As for whether Li Zhicheng would appoint her as the CEO's assistant, she was still somewhat confident.
She knocked lightly on the dark brown paulownia door. A familiar and clear voice came from inside, "Come in."
Lin Qian pushed the door open and went in. On her face was a beautiful smile comparable to that of a TV anchor.
But when she took a step inside, she was stunned.
The young man was standing in front of the French window. The sunset outside the window was on the horizon, forming a majestic and gentle background. His hands were in the pockets of his trousers, making him look especially slender and straight. When he heard the footsteps and turned around, Lin Qian saw his face clearly.
The brim of his hat no longer covered his eyes. His black hair was short and neat. The black, exquisite handmade suit and the white, ironed shirt made his eyes look even darker and clearer. When he stared at Lin Qian so coldly, her heart began to beat wildly again.
This was a completely different aura from when he was wearing a military coat or a jacket.
Clear, calm, as if … there was a hint of nobility in his gestures.
Lin Qian calmed down and said with a bright smile, "Hello, Mr. Li."
She had practiced this smile in front of the mirror the night before. Open, sincere, and with a hint of joy from the bottom of her heart. The joy meant that he was the new CEO, and that he and I were fated to meet.
Of course, deep down in her heart, she felt much more embarrassed and embarrassed than happy.
Unexpectedly, Li Zhicheng acted as if he hadn't heard her and continued to stare at her with his dark eyes.
The room was silent. The two of them looked at each other from a distance.
Lin Qian's heart was in a mess.
"I've misunderstood your identity before. I'm really sorry." She once again said with a sweet smile. She was gentle and elegant.
This time, Mr. Li finally opened his mouth. His voice was still calm and clear.
But Lin Qian didn't expect that he would say slowly, "Lin Qian, you don't have to … pretend to be honest."
Lin Qian's temples suddenly began to throb again.
What did he say? "Pretend to be honest?" Could it be that she had given him the impression that she was dishonest and sly?
What the hell!
His eyes were still dark. Lin Qian couldn't tell if he was unhappy or just joking with her.
Or was he telling her sincerely, "You don't have to pretend to be honest, just be yourself?"
Even though her heart was in turmoil, Lin Qian kept a calm smile on her face and answered quickly, "Mr. Li, this is actually my true self." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was struck by lightning.
Sure enough, Li Zhicheng's eyes seemed to flash with a hint of a smile, but it didn't.
He walked over and sat down on the sofa. His hands were on his knees, slender and well-defined.
"Sit."
Lin Qian sat down obediently.
The two of them were silent for a while. He looked up at her and asked, "What's the focus of my work now?"
Lin Qian was stunned and immediately realized what he was asking. She felt refreshed.
She knew very well that positions such as the CEO's assistant and secretary, although there were job descriptions, how much value they could bring out and what kind of position they could get in the company depended on their individual performance.
If you weren't capable and had a low self-esteem, you would be as low as a sidekick. You wouldn't have any unique value to the leader and would be easily replaced. If you were capable and could do those "low-level" things well, and still have a "high" shining point, and from time to time "shining" on the points that the leader paid attention to, you would become indispensable. And others, from the vice president to the ordinary employees, would all look up to you.
So how could she not be happy when Li Zhicheng asked this question?
She thought for a while and said according to the script she had prepared, "Mr. Li, I've thought about this question. In the past, New Bori, Aida, and SMQ divided the market. Aida relied on the quality of its products. Now, although we're facing some difficulties, we still have a good foundation. It's not like we don't have a chance to turn things around. But I do have my own ideas on how to turn things around.
The market has always been first come, first served. The good get better, and the bad get worse. We can't slowly catch up with New Bori and SMQ. By then, the market share they've taken from us will be as solid as an iron bucket, and we won't be able to catch up.
So I think we have to quickly turn things around. This successful public relations crisis is a very good opportunity, and we have to find the right opportunity to turn things around. "
After saying this, she looked up at Li Zhicheng's expression. But he was still the same, cold and indifferent.
What were subordinates most afraid of? They were most afraid of not knowing how to read the leader's mind.
Lin Qian felt that she was undoubtedly the most miserable one, because her boss seemed to have facial paralysis.
After thinking for a while, she decided to be thick-skinned, to show her loyalty, and at the same time, to cater to his interests. So she said, "Mr. Li, if this is a battle, I'm willing to be your adjutant, to take the lead, and to advance courageously."
Sure enough, the way to cater to someone's interests was always the right way to go. Her military-style metaphor finally made her boss react.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes that stared at her seemed to be clearer and sharper than before.
An extremely rare trace of a faint smile even appeared on the corners of his lips.
"Okay. Let's call it a day, "he said," I'll consider your suggestion, Adjutant Lin. "
It was almost midnight when Chen Zheng returned home.
He didn't go back to his bedroom, but to the study upstairs. Sure enough, his father, Chen Yanmin, was sitting there alone, reading the company's financial statements.
When Chen Yanmin was in his teens, he worked as a laborer for others. Starting from scratch, he had to go through many hardships to establish the SMQ business. Although he was already rich, his personality was completely different from his son's. In his fifties, he didn't care about beauty, luxury cars, or even anything else.
He only loved money. Checking the financial statements under his name every day was his greatest pleasure. And except for his generosity to his son, no one else could take a penny from him. So he had another nickname in the industry, "Chen Tiegong."
Chen Zheng sat down opposite his father, pulled off his tie, and threw it on the table, looking irritated.
Chen Yanmin looked up at him from behind the account books, "Is everything settled?"
He was obviously referring to the carcinogen scandal. Chen Zheng nodded and cursed in a low voice, "Aida is really reckless this time!"
Chen Yanmin asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chen Zheng laughed, "They made such a big fuss, they must be trying to make a comeback. I'll wait. I've already given orders to the vice president in charge of marketing. If Aida wants to make a breakthrough in any product or market, we'll beat them to death at all costs. "
Unexpectedly, Chen Yanmin looked at him and said calmly, "Son, you're guarding the wrong direction."
Chen Zheng was stunned.
Chen Yanmin smiled and said, "It seems that you don't even know where the battlefield with Aida is. That Li Zhicheng dared to make such a fuss this time, so he's obviously a man of action. Of course, he's also a man who doesn't know his place. "
Chen Zheng listened attentively.
Chen Yanmin continued, "With such a personality, he won't slowly fight with you in the end product market. I'm afraid he'll swallow more than you expected, so you can't let your guard down. And now, what kind of opportunity is there in the industry that can allow him to take it and completely change his situation? "
Chen Zheng's face slowly changed, "You mean … Ming Sheng Group's big order of 40 million?"
Chen Yanmin nodded.
Chen Zheng was quiet for a moment, then smiled slowly, "Aida's current assets can't even catch up with one-fifth of ours. I'm afraid they won't come. As long as they come, it's simple. Strength decides everything. I'll give the best products to Ming Sheng and lower the price so low that Aida can't afford it. Even if we lose money, we'll keep this project and not let them rest easy. When they're dead and kicked out of the market, we'll make money. "
Chen Yanmin was finally satisfied, nodded and said, "Very good."
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